Espo, meanwhile, testified that having two glasses
of wine at dinner – as McCarthy has acknowledged he did that night
– would not prevent him from carrying his gun. Don’t hold
your breath waiting for Espo to testify that way for an ordinary cop.
One
can only speculate whether alcohol was involved in another recent incident
involving top brass. On Dec. 9, Inspector Robert Wheeler shot a teenager
in Washington, D.C, who, Wheeler claimed, had attempted to rob him. Wheeler
then fled the scene, reported the robbery by telephone, but failed to
mention to the D.C. police that he had shot the teen or that he was an
NYPD officer. Two days later, after returning to New York, he alerted
the NYPD.
Kelly took no action until Dec. 28th, five days after
this column reported some of these egregious lapses. Kelly then removed
Wheeler’s gun and placed Wheeler on modified assignment.
Now, let’s return to the night of February
18th, 2005, after Kyla was ticketed. She immediately telephoned her dad.
According to Palisades Parkway detective Thomas Rossi, who issued the
ticket, Kyla “got on her cell phone and said, ‘My father would
like to speak to you.’”
After Rossi refused to speak to him, she added that
her father was a deputy commissioner in the NYPD and said to Rossi, “My
father really wants to talk to you.”
Nothing in two days of testimony has refuted these
stark facts: that McCarthy arrived minutes later, backed his department
car into a one-way zone, jumped out and said to Rossi and his partner
Roman Galloza, “You know who I am. This is bullshit. This is fucking
bullshit.”
Watching McCarthy become increasingly agitated and
noticing McCarthy’s gun in his waistband, Galloza wrested the gun
from McCarthy, tossing it into his own police vehicle. Regina, meanwhile,
shouted, “That’s my husband’s fucking gun,” and
retrieved it, cradling it to her chest as Rossi dived on top of her. Both
McCarthys were then handcuffed and arrested.
McCarthy and Regina used the word “fucking”
so many times, according to testimony, that Traffic Court Judge Steven
Zaben, a man of the old school, instructed witnesses to avoid using their
actual language. “Just say ‘the f-word,’” he told
them.
Perhaps the most sensible advice was offered by Esposito.
When McCarthy telephoned him while in custody, Espo said he heard a Palisades
cop in the background “ranting and raving” at him. Esposito
told McCarthy, "Take the summons and get out of there.”
A final note. Testimony also revealed that Detective
Rossi has been the subject of 26 unsubstantiated civilian complaints in
his 3 ½ years on the Palisades police force. Judge Zaben is to
rule whether this is relevant to the McCarthys’ case.
No More Minder.
Your Humble Servant returned to One Police Plaza last week and guess what?
No more minder, a la Saddam or Stalin.
After a frantic telephone call from a security officer
on the plaza [“It’s Lenny Levitt. He’s back. What do
we do with him?”] I was permitted to travel, unescorted, on the
elevator to the 13th floor to peruse the department’s Personnel
Orders, which are in the Public Information office.
Three cops in the office, whose names will remain
anonymous for fear of retaliation, greeted me warmly.